Sublimation
Stars are slippin' softly by the window as we planeThe ripple of a song comes filtering in without a name
The flower in your hat, transports me to a house
Aflame, she by the fire, a man there thinks to douse
Following conversations like a beggar through narrow streets
Fingers reached and touched, a feeling never seemed so sweet
All the tears of living, cascading clothes to the floor
Embark upon a fevered trail, of great unspoken law
And you call me father, courter of the skies
Inborn, melt together, route earthbound lonely spies
Guarder of light, watch over us
Lord of the living, breathe in our dust
We ache for nothing, more can we ask?
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